Now that it’s fall, suddenly it turned warm and humid. Exactly the kind of weather I don’t like when running the presses out on the pilot line. Which I plan to be doing most of the day tomorrow. At least doing that is more satisfying than spending all day doing statistics, which I did today.

Big ups to my living-free-or-dying holmes Chris and his lovely wife Sarah. Had an excellent visit with them this weekend. And Dollar Rent-A-Car, you’re on notice.

I am not a man who knows much about fashion and I care even less about it. I have a set of about five pairs of various color Dickies and about seven plaid shirts, all of which I mix & match freely for regular work wear. Weekends find me in jeans, a t-shirt and Chuck Taylors most days. On any given day you would mistake me for a vagrant, an engineer (the Dickies and plaid shirts are basically the non-elderly engineer’s uniform, which I’m totally comfortable with) or a mechanic. So I freely admit that I don’t know much about fashion, but I do know this:

This started out as a semi-interesting read on Canadian Ketchup but descended into your normal HFCS babble. I’m pretty sure anybody with half a brain knows that things made with sugar are “better” for you than the same thing made with HFCS by now. Yeah, shut up, I was reading about Canadian Ketchup. Apparently it’s better than USA Ketchup but not as good as it used to be. Stupid asshole ketchup-eaters. I live in Chicago, keep that crap away from me.

This guy thinks we should change our greeting from “Hello” to “Heaveno”. I don’t read that as “Heaven-o”, I see it as “heave-no”. Y’know, like Worst Buy or Circuit Shitty. Sorta.

You can never go wrong by reading Educate Yourself. Whoa man, dangerous levels of crazy there. No, I won’t even link to it, but here’s the URL: http://www.educate-yourself.org – break out your chembuster, summon up your sylphs & hole up in your orgone generator with a velostat hat.

Happy New Year, here’s hoping that 2008 will bring some sense to the world.